on.
“In dating me, not fucking me. At least I think that’s what they want. Oh hell, I don’t know.” She tucked her hair behind her ears and stared at them both. “Help!”
“We are helping you, honey,” Blair said. “They want you. It’s obvious.”
“Not to me it isn’t.”
“That’s why you have us,” Callie said. “To help you with your sex problems.”
Abby glared at her. “So not funny. I have a serious sex problem now. Like how the hell I’m going to approach them.
What am I going to say?”
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Why couldn’t she sleep? She was calm, relaxed, over-margaritaed. She should be passed out by now. Instead, she was wide awake and agitated.
And lack of consciousness was essential, dammit. The last thing she needed was to fall asleep in the operating room tomorrow morning. After all the praise from Mike and Seth Chapter Three
this morning, she didn’t want to disappoint them.
So, sleep already, Abby!
Abby turned off the living room light and strolled to the Restless, she knew a command to sleep was only going kitchen. She prepared the coffeemaker for the morning, to make it worse. The crisp sheets that felt so good a few inhaling the aroma of fresh coffee grounds. A cup right now minutes ago scraped her nipples, now a form of torture.
sounded really good. Caffeine was a bad, bad idea this late, She was aroused. And her mind whirled with visions of though.
being the creamy middle of an Oreo cookie between Mike and Not only would she be performing surgery tomorrow, Seth.
she’d also have to figure out how to tell Mike and Seth that she Damn. She needed to come. She wanted them both to was agreeable to their little celebration. And somehow, magically materialize in her bedroom and lick her pussy until someway, have to come up with an idea to maneuver them into she had a mind-blowing orgasm. Or two or three. To touch, a threesome before the weekend was over.
suck, and fuck her until she passed out from oblivious, satiated Damn Blair and her bets.
exhaustion.
She shook her head, flipped off the kitchen light, and Something, she might add, that had never happened grabbed her glass of water, heading down the dark hallway into with Chad, she thought with a loud snort. Which was why her bedroom. Her margarita buzz from earlier had mellowed, she’d accumulated a drawer full of toys over the years. Her sex leaving behind a nice, relaxed state that was perfect for sleep.
companions. And she had a pretty vivid imagination, too. Her She stripped and slid under the cool sheets, the night was too fantasies had been her lifesavers, because Chad had been all warm for the quilt.
talk and no action.
But instead of falling into an immediate sleep, she Well, that wasn’t exactly true. He’d seen action all stared out the window at the three-quarter moon which, seemed right. But all his action had been with other women. He’d had a to be perched on top of a tall oak tree, its silvery glow nearly wild woman at home all the years they’d been married, only blinding her.
he’d never known it. He’d never once tapped into her sexuality, Shit.
never once took the time to discover what she was about.
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Dumb ass. She hoped he ended up with a severe case of She panted, anticipation making her throat go dry. Wanting her dick rot.
dildo in her pussy, her fingers in her ass. Oh yes, she needed to Oh, fuck Chad. No, not Chad. Mike and Seth. She be fucked hard and deep, needed it rough tonight.
leaned over and reached into her nightstand, fumbling around Reaching for the dildo, she lubed the thick, jellied shaft, until she found what she wanted. Her favorite lube and the loving the feel of every ridge and vein, closing her eyes and thick jelly dildo. Her pussy clenched in anticipation.
imagining Mike standing next to her
“In dating me, not fucking me. At least I think that’s what they want. Oh hell, I don’t know.” She tucked her hair behind her ears and stared at them both. “Help!”
“We are helping you, honey,” Blair said. “They want you. It’s obvious.”
“Not to me it isn’t.”
“That’s why you have us,” Callie said. “To help you with your sex problems.”
Abby glared at her. “So not funny. I have a serious sex problem now. Like how the hell I’m going to approach them.
What am I going to say?”
14
Jaci Burton/ Wild, Wicked & Wanton /Unedited Advance Reading Copy Berkley Heat/May, 2007
Why couldn’t she sleep? She was calm, relaxed, over-margaritaed. She should be passed out by now. Instead, she was wide awake and agitated.
And lack of consciousness was essential, dammit. The last thing she needed was to fall asleep in the operating room tomorrow morning. After all the praise from Mike and Seth Chapter Three
this morning, she didn’t want to disappoint them.
So, sleep already, Abby!
Abby turned off the living room light and strolled to the Restless, she knew a command to sleep was only going kitchen. She prepared the coffeemaker for the morning, to make it worse. The crisp sheets that felt so good a few inhaling the aroma of fresh coffee grounds. A cup right now minutes ago scraped her nipples, now a form of torture.
sounded really good. Caffeine was a bad, bad idea this late, She was aroused. And her mind whirled with visions of though.
being the creamy middle of an Oreo cookie between Mike and Not only would she be performing surgery tomorrow, Seth.
she’d also have to figure out how to tell Mike and Seth that she Damn. She needed to come. She wanted them both to was agreeable to their little celebration. And somehow, magically materialize in her bedroom and lick her pussy until someway, have to come up with an idea to maneuver them into she had a mind-blowing orgasm. Or two or three. To touch, a threesome before the weekend was over.
suck, and fuck her until she passed out from oblivious, satiated Damn Blair and her bets.
exhaustion.
She shook her head, flipped off the kitchen light, and Something, she might add, that had never happened grabbed her glass of water, heading down the dark hallway into with Chad, she thought with a loud snort. Which was why her bedroom. Her margarita buzz from earlier had mellowed, she’d accumulated a drawer full of toys over the years. Her sex leaving behind a nice, relaxed state that was perfect for sleep.
companions. And she had a pretty vivid imagination, too. Her She stripped and slid under the cool sheets, the night was too fantasies had been her lifesavers, because Chad had been all warm for the quilt.
talk and no action.
But instead of falling into an immediate sleep, she Well, that wasn’t exactly true. He’d seen action all stared out the window at the three-quarter moon which, seemed right. But all his action had been with other women. He’d had a to be perched on top of a tall oak tree, its silvery glow nearly wild woman at home all the years they’d been married, only blinding her.
he’d never known it. He’d never once tapped into her sexuality, Shit.
never once took the time to discover what she was about.
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Jaci Burton/ Wild, Wicked & Wanton /Unedited Advance Reading Copy Berkley Heat/May, 2007
Dumb ass. She hoped he ended up with a severe case of She panted, anticipation making her throat go dry. Wanting her dick rot.
dildo in her pussy, her fingers in her ass. Oh yes, she needed to Oh, fuck Chad. No, not Chad. Mike and Seth. She be fucked hard and deep, needed it rough tonight.
leaned over and reached into her nightstand, fumbling around Reaching for the dildo, she lubed the thick, jellied shaft, until she found what she wanted. Her favorite lube and the loving the feel of every ridge and vein, closing her eyes and thick jelly dildo. Her pussy clenched in anticipation.
imagining Mike standing next to her
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